94 hp Diagon Alley

The fur on the man's body is another kind: silvery white, soft and smooth, much like his hair.

Then the boys at Hogwarts went crazy over the star - Viktor Krum.They fumbled in their pockets, hoping to get an autograph from him.

Also Katie, except she wants two. "I have to get an autograph for myself and Oliver." She still squeezed Gwen's arm tightly, "If he is only willing to give one, Gwen, please pretend to be interested in him, Help me get another one."

Viktor Krum and his Durmstrang schoolmates were already seated at the Slytherin table.Gwen could see that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were elated by it.She saw Malfoy leaning over to talk to Krum.

"Ah, yes, Malfoy is sucking up to him," said Ron sharply. "I bet Krum can see right away who he is... I bet there are people everywhere Krum goes." Ingratiate him, flatter him... you say, where will they sleep? We can give him a bed in our dormitory, Harry... I'll give him my bed, I'll sleep on a camp bed."

Gwen watched the two schools' gorgeous appearances, and felt that they must have been rehearsing for a long time for this appearance.In contrast, Hogwarts is so unpretentious... Then she said to the twins who were still smirking at Krum: "Whoever you are chosen, promise me, don't embarrass Hogwarts, okay? "

Fred and George finally regained their composure and said together cheerfully, "Of course, ma'am." Fred added, "Thank you for believing we can be warriors."

Then they saw the Beauxbatons girl coming to the Gryffindor table.She finally took off the scarf.A long cascade of silvery hair fell to her waist.She has a pair of big blue eyes and a mouthful of white and neat teeth.The boys on the table were all stunned and opened their mouths, as if their throats were stuck.

Gwen became angry for no reason, leaned forward to block George's sight, and asked Katie for a pumpkin juice that she obviously had on hand.

"She's a Veela!" Gwen heard Ron say hoarsely to Harry.

"Certainly not!" said Hermione sharply. "I don't see anyone staring at her like an idiot!"

Gwen wanted to tell her that there were two other idiots who were also hooked.

"After you all look away," said Hermione curtly, "you can see who came in just now."

She pointed to the staff desk.Two seats that had been vacant had just been filled.Ludo Bagman sat on the other side of Professor Karkaroff, and Percy's immediate boss, Mr. Crouch, sat next to Madame Maxime.

Gwen noticed the twins staring unkindly at the staff desk, though she didn't understand why.

"The hour has come at last," said Dumbledore, smiling into a stern face. "The Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. I would like to explain a few words before bringing in the box—I will explain Our program of events for this school year. But first, please allow me to introduce two guests, because there are still people who don't know them, this is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic,"--rang from the auditorium Scattered applause—"This is Mr. Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports and Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause was much louder for Bagman than for Mr. Crouch, perhaps because of his minor fame as a hitter, or simply because he was much more genial in appearance.He waved his hand cheerfully in thanks.When Barty Crouch's name was introduced just now, Crouch neither smiled nor waved.

"Mr. Crouch looks like an old-fashioned and serious dean. Mr. Bagman is much better. You should have seen him in the World Cup, right?" Gwen asked the two big boys beside him.

"That's right," Fred said through gritted teeth.

Understood.thought Gwen.Boys' minds are so easy to guess.She poked George's arm, "When you finish signing up, let's talk about Bagman and your little secret."

"Oh." George replied absently, "Huh?" He seemed taken aback.But at this time, Gwen had already sat in her clothes and listened carefully to the principal's announcement of the rules.

"Mr Bagman and Mr Crouch have worked tirelessly over the past few months to arrange the Triwizard Tournament," continued Dumbledore, "and they will join me, Professor Karkaroff and Mark Mrs. Sim, together, form the panel of judges to judge the efforts of the Warriors."

"Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman have carefully reviewed the specific events for this year's Warriors' competition," said Dumbledore—as Filch carefully placed the box on the table in front of him, "they Much of the necessary arrangement was also made for each of the projects. There are three projects, taking place at different times throughout the school year, which will test the warriors in many different ways...their prowess in magic—their guts and Their powers of reasoning—and, of course, their ability to overcome danger."

"As you already know, there will be three warriors competing," Dumbledore continued calmly, "representing one participating school. We will rate them according to the quality of each event they complete, and when the three events are over, The Warriors with the most points will win the Trifecta. The Warriors are selected by a fair picker, and it's the Goblet of Fire."

Having said this, Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped three times on the lid of the box.The lid creaked open slowly.Dumbledore reached in and pulled out a large, rough-hewn wooden goblet.The cup itself was inconspicuous, but it was full of bluish-white flames throbbing inside.

"Every student who wants to run for a warrior must write his name and school name on a piece of parchment and throw it into this goblet," said Dumbledore. Sign up inside. Tomorrow night, Halloween night, the Goblet will select the names of the three students it thinks best represent the three schools. Tonight, the Goblet will be in the foyer for all All the students have access to it.”

"In order to avoid the temptation of underage students," said Dumbledore, "when the goblet is in the hall, I will draw an age line around it. No one under the age of seventeen can cross this line. boundaries."

"Age boundary!" said Fred Weasley, with twinkling eyes. "That's easy, sure you can be fooled by the aging agent, can't you? As long as your name goes into that cup, you're happy." Laugh--it can't tell who's over 17 and who's under!" At this point the students were walking through the auditorium toward the two doors leading to the foyer.

"Come on, Gwen." Fred pushed George and Gwen, "We have to go and see the potion."

The next day was Saturday. Generally speaking, the students went to breakfast very late.However, Gwen wasn't alone in waking up much earlier than usual on weekends.When she and Katie went downstairs into the foyer, they saw more than two dozen people gathered around, a few still eating bread, all looking carefully at the Goblet of Fire.The cup stood in the middle of the hall, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually stood.A thin gold line was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, round the cup.

"Anyone put their names in?" Ron asked eagerly of a third-year girl.

"Yes, all Durmstrang representatives," she replied, "but I haven't seen anyone sign up at Hogwarts."

Someone behind Harry laughed.Looking back, he saw Fred and George hurrying down the stairs, both looking extremely excited.

"It's done," Fred whispered triumphantly to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"What?" Ron asked.

"Aging agent, idiot," Fred said.

He and George each took out a small crystal bottle, "each to drink a drop," George said, rubbing his hands happily, "we just need to grow up for a few more months."

"Done!"

"Done!"

After all, the two used potion bottles to exchange glasses of wine. Their appearance didn't seem to have changed, maybe their hair grew a little longer.

"Ready?" said Fred, trembling with excitement, to his brother. "Come on, then—into—"

The twins took out a piece of parchment from their pockets, with the words "Fred Weasley - Hogwarts" and "George Weasley - Hogwarts" written on it.Go straight to the edge of the age line and stand there, swaying on your tiptoes like a diver about to jump from a fifty-foot platform.Then, with every eye in the hall watching, they took a deep breath and crossed the line.

"Great!" The two people in the circle and the students watching outside the circle applauded and cheered.The twins drop the note into the Goblet of Fire.

But then a hissing sound was heard, and the twins were thrown outside the golden circle, as if an invisible shot putter had thrown them out.They fell in pain on the cold stone ground ten feet away, and they were humiliated beyond the physical pain.With a loud crack, the same long white beards emerged from their chins.

Everyone in the hall roared with laughter.Even Fred and George couldn't help haha ​​when they got up and saw each other's white beards